Marriage of a wealthy family: the cold-blooded president lightly teases

He Jingyuan took back his phone and looked at Ruan Xiya with a half-smile, "Just letting you take over Mama Wu's work, what does it have to do with a society ruled by law? Could it be that you have other ways to repay the debt?"

Ruan Xiya shook her head quickly like a rattle, "This is good, this is good. I'll go buy something for you."

After finishing speaking, she reached out to grab her wallet and mobile phone, and left the room with messy steps.

He Jingyuan stared at the closed door for a long time, then smiled and looked away.

After tapping a few times with his fingers on the table, He Jingyuan took out his mobile phone and called Fu Yang.

"Pack up some clothes and daily necessities from Qingquan Community and send them to Wutong Community. If you have anything to do in the future, go directly to Wutong Community to find me."

Fu Yang was stunned for a moment, and quickly said respectfully: "Okay, sir."

After hanging up the phone, He Jingyuan rubbed his brows wearily, leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes.

Distraught, Ruan Xiya bought some daily necessities from the supermarket, and sat in the garden downstairs with the bag for a long time, making sure she calmed down before walking slowly into the community.

"Shia."

Shen Muyang dragged a box and walked in from the gate of the community, and waved to Ruan Xiya.

Ruan Xiya smiled and nodded, "Is the company's business done?"

"Well, it's just some small things, they make too much fuss."

Shen Muyang rubbed Ruan Xiya's hair habitually, his eyes fell on the bag Ruan Xiya was carrying, "Do you want to buy daily necessities?"

Ruan Xiya moved the bag behind her subconsciously, her eyes drifted and she said, "Well, come down to buy some things."

Shen Muyang glanced at the big men's slippers in the bag, and a faint light flashed in his eyes.

"I'm a little tired. I'll go back first. I have time to have dinner together."

"okay."

Watching Shen Muyang walk into the unit building, Ruan Xiya looked down at the things in the bag and sighed deeply.

After moving out of the Qingquan community, it didn't take long for him to be busy with business trips for many days, and suddenly he relaxed. Missing He Jingyuan flooded out like a flood that opened the gate.

She knew her own heart too well, she couldn't refuse He Jingyuan at all.

It has nothing to do with that agreement, and it has nothing to do with the debts she owes. She wants to see He Jingyuan, even if she doesn't say anything, staying in the same room makes her feel very happy.

Love may be like this. Once you fall in love, you will always become humble involuntarily.

She longed for He Jingyuan to also like her, but if this longing could not be obtained, it would be good to like He Jingyuan quietly.

After thinking about it messily, when she got out of the elevator and stood at the door of the room, Ruan Xiya still couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive.

Holding the bag tightly in her hand, Ruan Xiya took a deep breath and opened the door.

Seeing He Jingyuan sleeping on the sofa, Ruan Xiya froze for a moment before gently putting down the bag.

Standing in place greedily watching He Jingyuan's peaceful sleeping face for a while, Ruan Xiya went back to the room, hugged the blanket and came out.

Helping He Jingyuan take off his shoes and cover him with a blanket, Ruan Xiya saw the bruises in He Jingyuan's eyes.

Unable to resist poking He Jingyuan's face, Ruan Xiya said angrily, "I'm so tired, why would I go to a reception? I'm so stupid to even die for a beauty."

Ruan Xiya couldn't bear to withdraw her fingers from the warm touch of her fingertips, and couldn't help stroking He Jingyuan's face carefully.

Looking closely, He Jingyuan seemed to have lost weight.

Could it be that these days are not good?
The familiar woody scent lingered on the tip of her nose, Ruan Xiya couldn't help but breathe lightly, and moved closer to He Jingyuan.

Hearing the strong heartbeat in the man's chest, Ruan Xiya blushed and got up in a hurry.

Opening the refrigerator to check the stock inside, Ruan Xiya took the key and went to the supermarket again.

The man has lost weight during this time, so it is better to make fish soup to make up for him.

While washing and chopping vegetables, Ruan Xiya realized that all the dishes she picked were He Jingyuan's favorite food without knowing it.

Staring at the dishes for a while, thinking that the man would probably be hungry when he woke up, Ruan Xiya speeded up and started preparing lunch.

As soon as Ruan Xiya came out of the kitchen serving fish soup, she saw He Jingyuan coming out of the bathroom.

"Wake up? Come and eat."

Ruan Xiya's plain reaction was somewhat beyond He Jingyuan's expectation. He Jingyuan took a deep look at Ruan Xiya before getting up and sitting down at the table.

Seeing that the four dishes and one soup on the table were all his favorites, He Jingyuan curled his lips, feeling much better for no reason.

Standing up to serve He Jingyuan a bowl of fish soup, Ruan Xiya said coldly, "How long do you want to stay here?"

After taking a sip of fish soup to appease his empty stomach, He Jingyuan squinted his eyes in satisfaction, "I don't know."

Ruan Xiya expected that He Jingyuan would say that, she was stunned for a moment, and continued to eat.

He Jingyuan raised his eyebrows in surprise, wondering what happened while he was sleeping, Ruan Xiya's attitude changed so quickly.

After lunch, Ruan Xiya cleaned up the dishes and was washing dishes in the kitchen, when she heard a knock on the door, Ruan Xiya hurriedly washed off the foam in her hands, and walked out of the kitchen quickly.

As soon as he walked into the living room, he saw Fu Yang walking in with He Jingyuan.

Ruan Xiya pursed her lips, waved to Fu Yang, and turned back to the kitchen.

Fu Yang was surprised by Ruan Xiya's attitude, and he didn't recover for a while.

"Put things on the sofa, and buy a house in this community in the past two days, preferably upstairs or downstairs."

He Jingyuan told Fu Yang lazily, waving his hand to signal that he could leave.

Fu Yang nodded, put down his things twitchingly at the corner of his mouth, greased the soles of his feet, and left quickly.

Ruan Xiya came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes, and her face turned black when she saw the sofa full of things, "What are these?"

He Jingyuan stared at the computer in the mobile phone, and casually ordered: "My clothes."

Ruan Xiya looked at He Jingyuan twitchingly at the corner of her mouth, so angry that she wanted to tear He Jingyuan apart.

"He Jingyuan, this is my home! Go by yourself!"

Angrily moving the clothes on the sofa aside, Ruan Xiya nestled into the sofa, turned on the TV, and deliberately turned up the volume.

He Jingyuan glanced at Ruan Xiya from the corner of his eye, the corners of his mouth curled up, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Until the evening, He Jingyuan didn't pack his clothes.

Ruan Xiya had no choice but to resign herself to packing her clothes into the cloakroom.Looking at the clothes that took up half of the cloakroom, Ruan Xiya stroked her forehead, wondering if this was her home.

After dinner, Ruan Xiya washed the dishes, looked at He Jingyuan who was still typing on the computer on the sofa, and decided to have a good talk with He Jingyuan.

Putting the fruit platter on the table, Ruan Xiya sat down facing He Jingyuan.

"Ayuan, it's like this. There is only one bed at home. Fortunately, we still have this sofa bed, because this is my home, so I sleep on the bed and you sleep on the sofa. What do you think?"